Centuries of backward ways, have many left behind us Who can count the good men gone away The fruits of all our labors have left us as we started We've come too far to end it in a day It seems that everything we do is wrong A one way trip to nowhere all along Just look around and tell me what you see Another stupid page of history
(Chorus) No one together, No one is touching ground Look to each other, Chaos is all around Same situation, Nothing is really new No one together, No one is me and you
Lo the horn of plenty is bursting at the seam The harvest of the world will be our prize We claim to know the secrets, the answers have been found But how can one fool make another wise 'Cause nothing's better than it used to be To live and die is still a mystery We take away and we give nothing back We just consume it all and still we lack
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Each day passed by so quickly now You can feel it drawing much closer now The signs are in the faces of the people in the street The signs are in the sound I hear The voices filled with hate and fear You can feel it drawing near you now
The multitudes are searching, and wandering in vain For what they seek cannot be found in men The truth that lies before us now is plain for all to see To grow without is not to grow within For in the promise is a victory To see the way that everything should be To feel the joy that we were meant to know We should have realized so long ago
We're all together, Harmony will abound' Look at each other, All that was lost is found New situation if our direction's true We're all together, Everyone is me and you
You aren't satisfied with just one flavor. They say variety is the spice of life and this shines through in your Ice cream of choice! Just don't eat all the chocolate and leave the strawberry and vanilla behind!
Every now and then, I am reminded of how insignificant we may be in the greater scheme of things.. Loneliness sets in like the US on an unsuspecting nation.. silent but extremely lethal.. I was back serving my national duty in the infantry reserve unit.. It was a brief training stint with the focus mainly to celebrate winning the best reserve infantry unit..However, in that one week.. I realised many things have changed since the last time I met the guys.. One notable difference was the fact that many of the guys are now married.. Being one of the younger guys in the unit.. the thought of getting hitched hasnt really materialised yet.. But listening to them talking about their lives and their babies did make me wonder if my life was moving at all.. I have been in and out several relationships before.. and I have contemplated getting married to some of these girls before.. I had never really thought realistically about it.. my thoughts were all nice and sugar coated.. snuggling on a cold night.. watching tv together.. that kind of stuff.. Responsibility? Never crossed my mind.. Marriage is after all not just a union of people and all that is sweet but a union of liabilities as well..Bills.. body odour.. halitosis.. short tempers..But I guess I have to move on from where I am now.. A lot of my friends have been 'lost' to more important commitments.. career..spouses..new friends..etc etc.. me? well..perhaps i'm slowly fading away into oblivion.. but perhaps that may be for the best.. what was once me is now a memory..
For the past few weeks, I have been trying hard to practise the art of desensitizing myself towards everything around me. I have decided that the many highs and lows can really take its toll on me.. I guess one of the reasons why you can feel really down is that sometimes..you're so used to being up there that when you do fall.. it becomes unbearable. As any scientific theory can tell you.. to stabilise an object, we need to limit its motion, reduce its momentum and let it slow down to a halt. Lately I have been trying to do that.. when disappointments crop up.. I try to accept them as soon as possible and move on.. thinking about them too much will probably just prolong the pain anyway..But sympathy is a harder one to tackle.. it's hard to ignore old ladies straining their eyes on the train.. or struggling to keep a vertical base as strapping boys and young ladies furnish the train seats with their expensively attired derrieres.. I'll have to work on that.. then maybe i can stop feeling guilty about sitting on the train as well.. Another aspect of this desensitizing process is to limit my happiness upon receiving good news.. I've been practising this one pretty well.. Praises.. appointments for movies.. I let them all slide past me.. Getting rid of all this emotions is hard though.. but i think it may be worth it in the end.. The next couple of days I will be working on fear and love.. I underwent a similar process in the past to purge myself of a lot of pent-up anger.. Im confident I can do this but the whole desensitizing process may take some time.. years probably.. But the day I become an emotionless robot will be the day I smile.. albeit a neutral smile.
I've always wondered what foie gras was.. well here it is
[b][i]Foie gras[/i], [FWAH GRAH]: [/b]
Although the literal translation from French is "fat liver," foie gras is the term generally used for goose liver. This specialty of Alsace and Perigord is, in fact, the enlarged liver from a goose or duck that has been force-fed and fattened over a period of four to five months. These specially bred fowl are not permitted to exercise, which, combined with the overeating, creates a huge (up to 3 pounds), fatty liver. After the bird is killed, the liver is soaked overnight in milk, water or port. It's drained, then marinated in a mixture usually consisting of Armagnac, Port, or Madeira and various seasonings. The livers are then cooked, usually by baking.
Bright lights.. bright colours.. dreams of fames .. dreams of fortune.. Basking in the light of stars.. we follow their every dalliance..every move..every breath.. As the Kings and Queens of Bollywood continue gyrating their gym sculpted hips.. running around coconut trees and fighting onscreen with such panache that sound effects from the Adam West generation of Batman are resurrected.. little attention is spared to the people who make up the other 90% of India. These are the people who break their hips trying to climb coconut trees before fighting to get on a train to sell off their coconuts in a nearby town.. their meagre earnings forced to spread thinly amongst a large family.. We dont see that often.. sometimes we choose not to.. because we prefer looking at the stars above rather than the earth below.. and even if we looked.. would we really dig deep into our pockets? or do we just feel sorry for them for a day or two before forgetting about them? what should we do... what should we do.. Human beings are always attacked from the blind side.. what appears good outside is more often than not rotten in the inside.. money and the chase for success has led us to compromise our principles.. the joys of good music and entertainment has led us to forget and care less about our Creator..our search for love has mutated into a search for lust.. for human beings to rise above the temporal urgencies of Earth.. he has to first lift the wool over his eyes.. Easier said than done.But nothing's impossible.
I've been wanting to try and write these few days.. but it's always the same case.. I always face the monitor with a blank brain. So then I start feeling sleepy and go off to bed.. Amazingly.. a great idea for a blog topic will come out of nowhere just as Im about to sleep.. The ideas start to develop.. and before you know it.. a blog that earned a right to be written and published.. if not for others to read..then perhaps for the token 5 tbucks which in the year 2020 can be exchanged for american dollars. But, as always.. I'll be too tired to write it.. and before you know it.. the cold gusts of wind from a rain-cooled air blanket my whole body.. and the sounds of cats mating downstairs lull me to sleep.
So what happened to the blog? well .. one of two things can happen.. one.. I'll totally forget about it.. 2.. I'll remember it..but I just wont think it was any good anymore.. perhaps it loses relevance.. perhaps I lost interest.. perhaps the mood isnt right.. who knows.. So what do I have to serve up today? this.. a big serving of writer's block with stale stories at the side left over from last night.
All my life, I have been swimming in the dark, I'm never alone but inevitably loneliness always sets in like sunset. Friends and family have provided me with direction and faith, yet I cower to see what I've become. A fish swimming in the dark hoping to see a glimmer of light here and there but always waiting for a big stage light to show the way to the exit. Without that shining bright light, I'm afraid that the little lights here and there may get me lost. Yet again. The exit I look forward to but fear slows me down.
Centuries of backward ways, have many left behind us
You aren't satisfied with just one flavor. They say variety is the spice of life and this shines through in your Ice cream of choice! Just don't eat all the chocolate and leave the strawberry and vanilla behind!